Get a journal and keep it. Write. Let it flow. I got an old roll of paper from a fax machine. I look at it and I think of Jack and the writing. I think I need to pick it up. Perhaps one day. How many times do we do that to ourselves. Perhaps, one day... that is the dream and the hope. Just make it so.
Peace to you good people.
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
That which defines us. Generations in the past and perhaps generations in the future all occurring at this moment. That nature of things and being. What is it that dictates who we are and what we are to become? Listening last night got to wondering of all the varied and diverse ways to be what are uniting factors in the journey. What brings us to the place and time and how is it we came to be here together and separate in this moment?
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Monday, April 28, 2008
The declutter. The process of getting rid of things that no longer serve use. To be used in the future saved to a location of knowing and purpose. Thing thought to be used again but knowing that not to be the case and also a thing that can be gotten again. Remove. Paperwork in the file appropriate. Make a new file. Boxes in which to keep the files. Stored away out of sight and out of the way but accessible when needed. Email, which prompted this entry, Clean out the Inbox. Select All. Archive. Delete. Organize. It feels like a fresh new beginning when there is no clutter. When all has been moved away and out of the general workspace. Clean and fresh. Renew.